Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

Behind them, Bai Xue and Tang Lian also charged towards the other two slightly weaker Great Demons.

The battle lasted only for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before it ended.

The beast cores of the three Great Demons were dug out.

The valuable materials on their bodies were all cut off.

Only Gu Li was under the city wall, using a large jar to drain the blood from the three Great Demons...

"Yo yo yo, these are all good things, don't waste them."

Everyone was used to it; Gu Li's speed in drawing seals was too fast.

The resources prepared for him in the sect were simply not enough...

After draining the blood, Gu Li very skillfully began to skin these three Great Demons.

On the city wall, an old man with white hair was covered in blood, with many hideous wounds on his body.

It seemed that he was injured by the claws of the Blood-Eyed Berserk Bear.

The old man stepped forward and bowed to everyone with tears in his eyes.

"This old man is Duan Chenxin, thank you all, Immortal Masters, for coming to support us!"

"This old man... pays his respects to you all."

Gu Li had just come up after finishing his work when he saw the scene of the old man bowing to Leng Yan and the others.

Leng Yan, Zheng Qian, Jiang Yuntao, and the others did not dare to accept this salute and quickly dodged to the side.

A glance revealed that there were more than ten cultivators on the city wall.

They were roughly divided into three groups, and it seemed that they were all native families in the city.

The old man got up, his heart filled with emotion, and fresh blood gurgled out.

Seeing this, Jiang Yuntao quickly took out the sect's hemostatic powder and handed it to the old man.

The white-haired old man smiled and nodded, then waved his hand.

A man in a dark blue robe walked over, the man's injuries were also not light.

"Father."

The old man smiled and said, "This is my son, Duan Yu."

Duan Yu respectfully cupped his hands to everyone, and everyone returned the greeting politely.

The old man said to the man in a deep voice.

"Yu'er, take the Immortal Masters to the mansion to sit down first..."

"I'll go to the Zhao family and be right back."

The man nodded slightly, looking at the old man with some worry.

The old man waved his hand, swallowed a pill, and signaled him not to worry.

Leng Yan and the others had no choice but to follow the man to the Duan family's mansion in the city.

As soon as they walked down the city gate, Leng Yan and the others were shocked.

Everywhere were dilapidated ruins and collapsed buildings.

There were mothers holding their children and crying on the streets.

There were also people numbly rummaging through the ruins.

Zheng Qian saw a man pulling on an arm, the sleeve of which had long been stained red with blood.

The man knelt on the ground and cried, "Xiao Fen!! Xiao Fen!!!"

Seeing this, Zheng Qian raised his hand and released immortal essence, lifting the heavy wall.

The man pulled the arm and suddenly sat down on the ground, holding a severed arm in his hand.

Zheng Qian paused, and under the wall, there was only minced meat...

Looking at the suddenly silent man, Zheng Qian's heart surged, and he couldn't stop for a long time.

Children were separated from their parents, sitting on the ground with blood on their faces, crying helplessly.

Their clear eyes were filled with fear and anxiety as they looked around, their voices hoarse from crying.

Raging flames were everywhere, and under the collapsed buildings were the lives of ordinary people.

The scene before them shocked everyone, and even felt a little depressed.

Even the carefree Chen Manyu and Gu Li were silent.

They were just silently helping them with their respective immortal essence.

The man said softly, "Immortal Masters don't need to do this, our clan's cultivators will come to help later."

"Let's go to the mansion and sit down first."

"After all... there are some things that my father and several elders may want to discuss with you."

Everyone nodded slightly when they heard this, after all, there were many people in the city who needed help.

It was better to let the great families of the city come to help than for them to do it casually.

A group of people walked through the crying streets and soon arrived at a broken courtyard gate.

The flying boulders from the city wall smashed the gate.

The mottled plaque on the ground was already broken.

A group of people walked into the Duan mansion, and many cultivators looked hurried.

Seeing the man, they just nodded and saluted before flying towards the city.

The main hall, which was still relatively intact, was brightly lit, but the old patriarch was not in the room.

The man led everyone to sit down in the hall.

"Immortal Masters, please sit down for a moment, my father should be back soon."

"I still need to preside over the affairs of the clan, I'll be back in a while, please wait a moment."

Leng Yan got up and nodded.

"Okay, don't be too polite in entertaining us, please go ahead, Fellow Daoist."

The man bowed apologetically and then left the hall.

There wasn't even a single person in the hall to pour them a cup of tea.

But no one felt there was anything wrong with this.

When only they were left in the hall, a sigh from Jiang Yuntao echoed in the empty hall.

"For us, those are just demon beasts that can be killed easily."

"But for ordinary people, it's like a natural disaster, without even the ability to resist..."

"The situation in the city today is simply a living hell."

As soon as these words came out, the others were silent.

Anyone who saw those scenes would inevitably feel pity and sorrow from the bottom of their hearts.

Gu Li frowned slightly and casually pinched a few seal characters.

Immortal essence surged, and the seal characters burned.

Seeing this, Tang Lian whispered.

"What's wrong, Junior Brother Gu?"

Gu Li's brow relaxed, and he shook his head and said softly.

"Hoo... it's nothing."

Gu Li took this opportunity to inquire.

"Senior Sister Leng, have we completed our mission?"

Leng Yan nodded slightly.

"It seems so, let's wait for them to come back."

Everyone was silent, the previous scene had a great impact on them.

After a long while, there were dense footsteps outside the door.

Soon Duan Chenxin led two groups of people into the hall.

Most of these people were Celestial Immortals, and there were even many Profound Immortals.

The old man's chest was still bleeding, and when he saw everyone getting up, he repeatedly saluted.

"I have kept you Immortal Masters waiting."

After exchanging greetings, the old man sat on the side and sat down with the others.

Leng Yan and the others sat opposite them.

The old man spoke first.

"Immortal Masters of the Great Xia Sword Sect, thank you for your rapid support, which prevented the people of the city from suffering even greater disasters."

"On behalf of Tianyou City, the Duan family, the Zhao family, and the Wu family, I thank you all!"

After saying that, the old man and the two middle-aged men beside him got up and each took out a storage ring and handed it to Leng Yan.

"This is the agreed-upon reward, please accept it."

Leng Yan took the storage ring, expressed her thanks, and then turned to everyone and said.

"In that case, we won't bother you any longer."

"The reconstruction work in the city still needs to be presided over by you."

After exchanging greetings, Leng Yan prepared to leave with everyone.

Walking out of the Duan mansion, when Leng Yan and the others were about to reach the outside of the city, suddenly a group of children ran over with lanterns.

Each little face was dark, their eyes were red and swollen, and even two little girls were still sobbing softly.

The youngest of these children was only three years old, and the older ones were only six or seven years old.

The slightly older one stepped forward and said timidly while holding a lantern.

"Sister... can you... can you light this blessing lantern for me..."

"I... I want to pray for my mother around the city."

"Me too... Brother, can you help me?"

Seeing this, Leng Yan's eyes turned red, and she couldn't help but look up to hold back her tears.

She bent down and stroked the little girl's head and said softly.

"Okay, Sister will help you."

The other children also swarmed up when they saw this.

Jiang Yuntao, Zheng Qian, and the others all bent down to help light the candles in the lanterns.

But Gu Li hesitated for a moment, because a folk legend suddenly flashed in his mind...

Just as he hesitated, Jiang Yuntao lit the small lantern in front of him.

Watching a group of children go to pray with lanterns, everyone stood there feeling a pang in their noses.